nightmares by night and day

Colin woke up in the middle of the night having the horrible dream of Sami's feet falling off.

In the afternoon we went to see the Francis Bacon exhibition at the Tate British. Great technique that guy but soo scary, spooky... and I couldn't stop thinking about Colin's dream.

Nevertheless it was a sunny beautiful day, we got a Satyajit Ray collection, tickets for a jazz concert and a chicken casserole waiting at home, enough to forget about cats loosing their limbs or human bodies with just open mouths. Brrrr. Nightmares.